Luyện nghe bài hát New Breed

in the mist of the
A new breed was
..
Like a in blood
to run
...
The soul
standing proud
Breed!
the
Creation
A new take to
Breeding on your very
Guts made with
... made of
it made him
the clouds
Destend strive to with their eyes
Protected to under the skin
any colors to ruin its face
To and win with all its grace

You when he comes
His will be loud
for some*
.. ...
the demons
The of time
A new of human
...
No need to
No to explain
...
A new ... to